Unlike tragedy,
Peace has a strange glow to it andPeculiar pastels of
Mellow oranges and
Soft pinks
Hover in one corner of the soul.
A star of black promises despair
While a lucky blue streak of hope
Hangs in the air.
The prince of snakes
Kneels before
The fence of flowers.
A serpent appearsDisplaying its powers
While the roses bloom for hours.
Peace and Tragedy....
How like the calm, contented cat
That walks unknowingly into
The black widow's trap.
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